Room 322, Wednesday evening

[sensitivejim]

Jim had had Queen pounding through his head all day. You know the one. The one that the tyranny of Umbridge always reminded him of.

"I've got to break free, I've got to - break free . . ."

So it had never really stopped being his room, but he figured they should at least keep up appearances of following the rules. So he knocked.

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[lovelylana]

Lana looked up curiously from the chair where she was reading. Who could that be? "Come in," she called. "It's open."

[sensitivejim]

Jim opened the door and poked his head inside, grinning. "Hello?"

[lovelylana]

Lana shook her head and smiled at him. "I keep telling you it's your room and you don't have to knock."

[sensitivejim]

"We've got to keep up appearances," he said cheerfully, closing the door behind him. "Ah ha. Now I have you all to myself."